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The leisurely living and enjoying life

Svetlozar Zhelev

The leisurely living and enjoying life

The soul has its speed (its slowness) and it is the literature that knows more about it. When we tell a story, we actually stop for a few hours the hour-glasses, leave the current time, and build another, parallel time. Every reader knows th
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The soul has its speed (its slowness) and it is the literature that knows more about it. When we tell a story, we actually stop for a few hours the hour-glasses, leave the current time, and build another, parallel time. Every reader knows that while he/she is reading, he/she resides simultaneously in two times - the actual current time and the time of the story. The art of multiplying the realities - it is kind of a miracle that physics cannot explain. To delay and delay the end by telling stories - too. Just think of Scheherazade, who, with every story told, postpones her death, day after day.

Georgi Gospodinov

Slowly. Wake up slowly, let life flow into your veins along with a sip of tea or coffee. Clarify your thoughts, think of the day, of a loved one and a favorite place. Take a sip of the emotion. Go out and do something good, make someone smile, cause happiness. Make your day. The evening is coming, accompanied by the serenity of the night. Life is yours. Find and enjoy the beauty in it, create it if you do not have enough. Embrace and kiss your loved one, and love. And read a few pages. Slowly and with pleasure.

Svetlozar Zhelev

Svetlozar Zhelev

My name is Svetlozar Zhelev and I'm addicted.

I am addicted to books, music, friends, traveling, changing, diversity, crossing borders, beauty, women, pleasures, empathy, humanity, kindness, justice, truth, honesty, sincerity, love, hugs, kissing and touch, to the lightness of life, dreams, respect, history, fiction, reality, everyday little joys, the look of a person who loves and values ​​me, to the hand of a friend lent on time, to the winter, spring, autumn and summer, to my memories from the past and possible future, to the sea, to the islands, to the headlights, to the mountains, to the moon and the sun, to the stars and clouds, to the blue and black, to the discoveries, to the wisdom in words, to the slow living and fast realization, to every new day and every night, to life and death.

I haven't stopped reading for 42 years. I read every day.

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